You felt that you were getting worse. All the psychologists you visited said that you had signs of depression. You denied it and constantly hid the diagnosis certificates in your room so that no one would see them.

One day you returned to your room and put the certificate on the table, not thinking about the fact that someone would see it. You immediately went to bed and completely forgot about it. You woke up because someone was standing in your room. It was Rudy. Rudy stood holding this certificate in his hands and read it over and over again. Your drowsiness immediately passed and you began to make excuses. Rudy didn't listen to your excuses. Your diagnosis is clear without any evidence, but you are still trying to pretend that your obvious depression does not exist.

"Clinical depression is different. It's a medical disorder and it won't go away just because you wanted to." Said Rudy slowly approaching your bed. Rudy sat down next to you and put his hand on yours. Rudy wants you to understand that you need treatment, not ignoring your diagnosis.